You can't stop it when it comes, rainy day, weary lungs,
heavy bongs, just one thought: "is my soul jaded?"
do you wanna know the meaning of “one shot”?
"my soul is jaded".
The glass is deeper,
the cut is deeper than you know.
Dirty place, hit the floor, empty space, nothing more.
Let me drop, let me turn now my brain off.
what if i drown? can i keep my stinky brown crown?
And I'm, I'm upside down.
it's a smile what looks like a frown.
Everyday and every night,
wake up, drink up, you're no more shy.
A floating smile above a tree:
"I'm all ears so lead me please. Have a reached the lvl drone? Can you heal my endless groan?" Just play the part, be the prey, every fucking day.
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